Author Archives: anna

“please help the missionaries in madagascar not to kill too many people, and better yet not any at all. amen.” –third grader in prayer

i’ve had a german girl named rike staying with me for the past two weeks. she was exhausting–but in a good way. she kept me moving…not because she was persistant about seeing and doing everything, but because there were so … Continue reading →

i have a lot to say.

i’ve debated addressing the “emocore” article for some time now. this article only upset me because it gave the older brother a feeling of triumph. i’ll be breif–i don’t want to be too critical–i’m not going to be the kid … Continue reading →

i want to blog so badly. it’s as if i have all these words in my stomach–and if i could cough them up and spit them out all over this page–the ache would go away. but the beginnings of sentences … Continue reading →

something’s still bothering me.

home again, home again. with the 2002 road trip behind me, i can concentrate on the last third of the summer. but first, in review: i spent the last two weeks on the road…minneapolis to los angeles and everywhere in … Continue reading →

i don’t cry easily…i mean, it happens. occasionally. but not all that often. when it does, it’s not usually because i’m hurting. it’s because i’m ashamed. ashamed of my lack of courage, faith, or sympathy, ashamed of my selfishness, or … Continue reading →

something about the server crashing….. we’re starting from scratch. fitting, eh? probably no writing tonight. i’m still mastering that rubiks cube. bye bye. love anna

…and this is my blog. i’m older than some, younger than others and sometimes i find that i don’t want to be invisible anymore. i’d like to try to be honest on this page, especially when it’s hard. this website … Continue reading →